It wasn't the best place or best time to do that, but it never was. She preferred being around the others however, it reduced the risk of raising attention. The main hangar was quite perfect, always busy enough not to bother with a girl sitting on the floor against the wall, watching as other technicians prepared X- and A-wings for their next take offs, joking around while working. She often wondered if she could really just choose a position in the Resistance she definitely went with a pilot post, they always seemed so easy, no matter how stressful a situation was.
Returning her gaze to the holopad in her lap, slightly leaning forward so her loosen hair fell before her face, she wrote another sentence then stopped again, hearing heavy footsteps approaching her. She didn't need to look up to know who it was. Well yes, usually everyone ignored her presence there, except one, just as she wanted it to be. As the boots finally came to her sight and the man stood just right before her, she finally raised her look up on him.
„If you are planning to steal a ship, you could have just asked me." He joked, a wicked smile plastered on his face, softening his sharp, characteristic features.
"Nah, not now." She shrugged with a playful smile, casually putting her holopad away. She could finish it later.
"Then what are you up to?"
„Waiting for someone to entertain me." And she was ready to give that opportunity to him, knowing that he would take it willingly.
"Seems like I'm your man. How about a ride?" He raised an eyebrow, extending his arm toward her. She titled her head pretending as if she was hesitating, but one thing Riley Dawson would never miss out, was the chance to see planets and moons lightening the infinite darkness, decorating the galaxy like billion accessories. She was always up for an opportunity to admire it, and he exactly knew that. Finally, she nodded accepting his gesture, allowing him to help her standing up. As she got to her feet his intense gaze immediately captured hers, never letting her arm, holding her frame tightly to his, so close she could feel his heart beating in his chest. Only a moment passed like that before she moved, gently pulling her arm out from his grip.
Not yet.
"And where do you take me to? I have the feeling that the General wouldn't be happy about this trip."
"Don't worry girl, we won't leave the system. And the General doesn't have to know." He winked at her then hopped into the pilot seat gesturing her to join him.
"Poe Dameron, you'll never change." She chuckled before following him, climbing in to the copilot seat.
"Never baby."

Riley Dawson was a member of the ship maintenance crew, specialized in X- and A-wing fighters, joining the Resistance after the First Order invaded her home planet Hosnian. She liked her, there were quite a few things they shared in common. The reason behind was simple: she needed to plan her identity for a longer period, and it was easier like that.
One of these things were her passion for flying, and it was clear as the sky of Scarif, the man was hell of a good pilot, so she enjoyed their secret trips as much as Riley did.
Soon enough she was familiar with every twists and turns in the Illeenium system, however sometimes Poe just joined the orbit of D'Qar so they could enjoy the view. It was uncomfortable, X fighters were so small in the inside, barely providing place for two, but none of them cared.

"If you could pick one, which one would you choose?" Poe asked, motioning to the stars around them. First she hummed in reply, thinking. "Well, my mother used to tell me a tale about a comet, who lost his shine, so he wandered all around the galaxy looking for it. Probably that one."
She didn't have a mother, or father, she didn't have family at all, but most people had, so Riley should have one too. Figuring out such small details like that, short anecdotes from a past that never existed was always easy for her.
Too easy.
"Why?" He asked, his brows knotted together curiously.
"So I can help him." She replied. He nodded, his features melted into a warm smile.
"How about you?"
"A one with peace. No violence, no pain, no lies." His reply was quick, no hesitation as if he had that idea in his mind ready a long ago.
She genuinely smiled at his response, he was too sweet for that Galaxy. Allowing herself an honest reaction, she crawled forward and leaned her head on his shoulder. He instantly accepted her gesture wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her into his lap so she could rest her head on his chest. She closed her eyes listening to his steady heartbeats, asking like almost a whisper. "Will you promise me something?"
"Anything." He murmured into her hair, his fingers playing with her soft locks.
"If you find it, you bring me with you."
"I promise." He chuckled, kissing her forehead then watching the small girl in his arms, she seemed so fragile in that moment. He gave it up a long ago to figure out when she was willing to let him close, but from time to time it seemed like that day would come.

There were many rules of being a spy of the First Order: Never raise attention, assimilate perfectly, report regularly, and last but not least: don't get too close. All of them were clear and obvious, the hard part was creating the balance between them, but as Agent AL1864, that was her job to do. That should have had her job to do. It wasn't a coincidence that the Order sent her to that mission, they needed the best and she was one of them: quick and effective, never failed a task.
Failing was never an option, and she knew that she would do whatever it took to avoid it, no matter how painful it would be.
Usually she didn't have the luxury to choose her targets, but in that case she could have chosen anyone. Easier ones from a lot of perspectives than him, more open or easier to influence, she did her job with him for sure, but she didn't mind, because first time in her whole career she had to spend time with someone who was actually interesting.
Poe Dameron was complex. He seemed to be open with everyone, was charming and extremely friendly, but he held an invisible wall before him, which was really hard to get through. A wall probably most people didn't even realize, but she did, and had decided to get behind. The one thing she wasn't prepared for what she would find there: someone she liked.
She had spent more than two weeks only to observe him before even trying to raise his attention, and she would never forget the scene, when she finally did.

She found him standing in front of his ship, the famous Black one, running his hand over his jaw then exhaling through his teeth, looking obviously troubled. Like she didn't realize his worried expression she stood next to him, enthusiastically motioning to the ship in front of them.
"Four laser canons huh? She's a beast."
Not entirely looking at her he nodded, a hint of proudness in his voice. "Yeah she is." He replied, allowing a half-smile in the corner of his lips, but his look still heavy from concern.
"Need a hand?" She offered, hundred percent sure in the refusal.
The pilot directed his look to her, shaking his head slightly. "Thank you, but currently I am not even sure what to do with mine."
"What's the matter?"
He hesitated for a second before answering, probably not counting on an actually competent advice from her. "A noise coming from the engine unit, couldn't figure out why yet."
"Have you checked the power plants? Those Novaldex cells are really fussy, former ones were better if you asked me, than these O4-Z cryogenics." She popped up the question like it just came to her mind. She could see his surprise by her clearly practiced comment but he managed to hide it quite well, most people probably wouldn't notice it. "I checked already." Was all he said.
"The sensors then? Could be the transceiver, especially if it's ANs-5d type."
That time he had more trouble to mask his shock, he needed a moment to find his voice and manage to reply again. "I-, I checked that too."
"Well… then there's probably something in the ionization reactor." She stated with the most innocent smile she could pull up, then friendly waved him off, leaving him there. She didn't even reach the entrance of the hangar when heard his voice calling after her. She turned around, curiously eyeing him approaching. "You were right, there was something stuck in the reactor shield."
Of course it was, she was the one who put it there earlier. She managed to hide her satisfied smirk, offering him a friendly smile instead. "I'm glad that it's solved then."
"Yeah, thank you." He added but she didn't give him chance to continue, she turned on her heels heading to the door again.
"I'm Poe by the way." He shouted after her, she didn't stop but yelled back. "Riley."

Arriving back for their secret trip, she needed a hot shower to pull herself back to reality, but an annoying beep from her room helped her in that also. Quickly drying off of herself and grabbing something to wear she answered the call. Direct contact was unusual, she could count it on one hand how many times it happened since she had been there. But there it was, the General's blue holograph standing in the middle of her room. She made sure her room was locked, then sat across the projection, folding her arms in her lap. As she settled in facing him, he didn't hesitate to start right in the middle, the man clearly didn't like to waste any time.
"I am lack of your recent update Agent."
That surely wasn't the reason why he called her, yet she nodded. "I do apologize sir, it's almost finished but I got distracted."
"Send me when you finished it then." He slightly waved with his gloved hand indicating that it could wait until, then continued. "I am contacting you because we received a hint and we need you to give us more information about it as soon as possible."
She nodded in confirmation. "Yes sir. What would that be?"
"How come she has no idea? Isn't that why she is there?" A voice interrupted and she didn't need to see to recognize who it was, but the holopicture widened so she could see then the whole High Command sitting in front of her.
Great.
"Or we send there to fuck around the whole Resistance for no reason?" Peavey added.
"I can assure you Captain I haven't fucked around since it is not why I am here." She sneered, her voice sharp, she didn't even try to hide her feelings.
Hux let her and she knew he would. They knew each other from many years, he gave some lessons at the Academy for the Novantis attendants personally. Even from them he favored her, so he always gave her chance to stood up and tell her opinion.
"Maybe you should." Peavey snapped at her, but before she would have the chance to retort someone else intervened. Someone she would never expected to do so.
"Captain." The deep growl instantly made the man wince, but he did his best to hide it. "That is enough." Everyone turned as one following the mechanical voice, coming from the other side of the table.
"Commander." She greeted him, facing his mask for the first time in her life. She knew him, of course she did, but never had any interaction with him since, and technically defending her against Peavey wouldn't had been her first guess for that.

There it was, the girl he had heard so much about, Hux's favorite. He could see now why. She wasn't only professional, but she had her own opinion and she wasn't afraid to speak up, something which was unusually rare within the Order, everyone told what others wanted to hear.
So much bullshit.
But not her, she raised her head high, retorting to a higher officer without a second thought, yet without any disrespect.
"Agent, we need you to gain information about a new project, expectedly treated highly confidential. The Resistance tried to invade the server of the Archive. They are looking for something and we want to know what, find it out."
"Yes sir."
"How much time does it require?"
"Two days."
"You have it. Report me directly."